Surrender To Us, Our Luna (One Luna, Four Alphas) novel Chapter 102

Chapter 102: 102-With Her On His Back

Clementine:

I had been holding the baby for a while. The tears on my cheek had dried, and my eyes stared blankly ahead.

"Clementine, come on, we have to head back to the station. The baby needs food," Troy’s voice finally broke through. He had been trying to reach me for some time. I heard him before, but I couldn’t pull myself out of the haze. Watching Sadie die right in front of me had crushed me. It wasn’t the monsters that killed her. It was the lurkers, the ringleaders, the headmaster.

"Why didn’t they help her like they promised?" I asked, turning to look at Troy.

"I don’t know. They’re messed-up people, Clementine. Don’t you see how they look at us? We’re like clowns in uniforms, as if this is some live show. It’s entertainment for them. But we have to get out of here—for these babies, for Hardin," Troy replied, sitting beside me.

I could barely move. My gaze kept drifting to Sadie. Her body had turned a deep blue. The last moments of her life were filled with unbearable pain.

"She must have been terrified this whole time, Troy," I murmured, my lips trembling.

"Clementine, please, hold yourself together." Troy set the baby down and took the one from my arms, wrapping him in a blanket because I couldn’t move. Then he hugged me, and I broke down, sobbing into his chest.

"Do you think Hardin will forgive everyone for what they did to his mother?" I sniffled, pulling back just enough to meet his eyes.

"I’m not sure how he’ll see the others, but he’ll have far more respect for you and Haiden than for anyone else," Troy said, wiping my cheeks with the back of his hand.

"I don’t want to leave her here," I whispered.

"Clementine, they won’t let us bring her body."

I shook my head. "No, she deserves a proper burial. She was a crusader, a fighter." My tears kept falling as Troy rubbed my shoulders to calm me.

"I’ll carry her to the train station and make sure they let us take her," he promised. The way he said it, with that steady, certain look in his eyes, made me start nodding along.

Troy carried her on his back while I held both babies, one in each arm. It was difficult, but not as hard as carrying a body. I was at least grateful to Troy for remembering my wish.

As we walked back to the station, I saw Oriana sitting on a bench, while Valerie was with the baby.

"Oh my god, where have you been? Hey, you found your friend!" Oriana, always so cheerful, jumped up to rush toward me. But the moment she saw our condition, she stopped and tilted her head. "Wait, that’s Sadie!" she gasped.

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